Press and daily Dakotaian. (Yankton, Dakota Territory [S.D.]) 1880-1889, 1887-11-15

thec t1ee door was ,creaklng aa 4 In my
terror speaking; tried TO look as though
/ wasn't scared as pe'ef / was before.
. Stranger" SAID l, "I'ye been readings
things that set my heart to bleeding, OF
tbs statesman who is speeding, MI This
western country DER; Of his bland III
beaming manner, when some sucker
waves a banner, at some little JtIa crow
hamlet while the people howl aud rosr,
tell me-do not answer .neyer'-srs II q
hear Of mino may sever, will this hog
wash die out e.er, hs SINE Log " ash
ceased pefyre? p Quote .uo stranger,
"Nevermore!' All that word SO ooldly
spoken, lefs my heart ell bleeding,
broken, and 1 threw my GaIly paper torn
and crumpled on the floor; on the roof
the rain WAS pou.ing, aud the wind
sround was roaring, and my thonghte
again were soaring, TO that rubber coat |
wore; to that coat with patent collar
which had cost me halt a dollar.
and unoonsclously / querled, would
ever see it more? Would
the beat to whom | loaned il, if he'd not
already pawned it, e'er remember that /
owned it, and return it 10 my door?
.Quoth the stranger. "Neve1more."
Startled at so apt an answer, tell mo-"
cried |, iii you can, slr, when this rot
about the Oieveiands and their doinSs
will be o'erf When they'll BIS no Jim
jam pictures, and no dictionary lectures,
and no compliments or structures. all
this country flying DER? When will
some. one kill that spaniel. whom the
president calls Daniel, who is loaded
down with tafy as hs should be in his
gore?" Qaoth the stranger, Meyer
more" stranger, by the stars above
4you, leave this Office, or LII shove you to
the door; leave me TO my woe and
sorrow, l no more OF tears would. borrow;
you can call agaIn to morrow, like some
other rusty bore leave me to my daily
papers, where iii read of crenks and
drapers, Hpckipg round some railroad
crossing where the Cleveland carriage
tore.' Qaoth the stranger. Never.
more" Then J. tried TO fire MIN
gently, bat he nailed me SO ~intently,
that my spinal colnmn shattered as
st struck the Office floor; there I sat
some language spinning, of IN era
marked III SHINING, While the Rtrapg-
er never grlnnlng, picked the pa
per from the floor; then my aeony up-
needing, he commented q dismal read
ing, reeding oat the news of Cleveland
III q voice that troze my gore and reed,
and nothing more. And the stranger,
never needing, still %issreading, still is
reading, all those ancient Cleveland
eheatnnts which would make e mummy
.anoEe; bat when !, all spent with weep
ing, try to spend o moment sleeping,
then ] feel bis brogans creeping, DER
my body, bruised and sore: so that I, in
aan1fa of Orpaninn siatap tS kic 5iaxooI
droning, while he reads those whiskered
chestnuts, reads them slowly DER and
DER, reads them III and nothing more.
Nov st last the night is waning. and at
last has ceased the raining and I try to
leave my posture on the barren floor.
His eyes are at me cleaning, like the
eyes of demons dreaming, pnd his breath
Is rank and steaming. as he crowds me
down once more; and this grim and
dismal stranger, he whose boot betokens
danger, still is sitting in my office.
reading ehestnuts DER and DER as he'll
read forever more.